fodder for pharaohs

we’re sniffing fried rainbows and snacking on tadpoles while contemplating underground balloons
can we stop for a moment?
there might be worthy topics that haven’t been flatulent yet
the dogs have waited too long for their chance at being aquanauts
growing weary and teary at the notion of being tried and cried

we loved the tea
just one more plea
please don’t call us again
where do we begin?